My mother is a complete phoney and lies through her teeth when it suits her.
My husband works for a well-known publishing house. He also comes from a rather grand family but he himself is both modest and down to earth. One of the things I love about him is that he takes everyone at their own worth and that includes me. When I tell him I feel very lucky he found me he says he feels exactly the same.
It is absolutely cringe-making that whenever my mother sees him she takes on a different persona. She talks ‘posh’ and pretends, for example, that she is an avaricious reader. The truth is she has invariably just skimmed one or two book reviews. She usually comes out with nonsense that she couldn’t put it down, was up all night reading it when the truth is that it is quite a heavyweight book that doesn’t even try to be a thriller. She also makes a song and dance about the author saying she met him or her at a literary festival and found him or her charming, when I know for sure she has never been to one. My husband saw through this the first time he met her, but finds it quietly amusing. I however want to sink through the floorboards. Should I tell her how ridiculous she sounds?